From My Novel, "Clemency"
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The memories.
They're clawing
And scratching
At my mind.
My heart.
It's pushing
And shoving
Them away.
To forget
Is all I'm asking
And begging
For.
Forgiveness.
Is all I've been wanting
And seeking
All this time.
But no.
No way.
Not yet,
At least.
Or maybe,
Never.
Everytime I see
You passing me.
Your glare sends ice.
Am I a vice?
I guess you think so.
No?
Your scowl tell me all, though.
I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
I don't want these memories.
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Rays of Imagination
PoetryA compilation of my best short works A collection of poems and other short works I've written over a few years. I've chosen some of which I think is my best work and have created this book. I give you my thoughts, my feelings, and I share with you m...
